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Scarlett clenched her teethWhat kind of foolishness was this? I'm at home, at Tara, and the dark cold will be gone as soon as the sun's upShe forced a laugh; the shrill unnatural sound made her jumpThey do say it's always darkest before the dawn, she thoughtI reckon this is proof of it I've got the megrims, that's allI just won't give in to them, there's no time for that, the stove needs feedingShe put a hand out before her into the blackness and walked toward where the coal bin should be, next to the woodpileA sunken spot made her stumble, and she fellThe bucket clattered loudly, then was lost Every exhausted, frightened part of her body cried out that she should give up, stay where she was, hugging the safety of the unseen omega de ville watch ladies ground beneath her until day came and she could seeBut Mammy needed warmth And the cheering yellow light of the flames through the isinglass windows of the stoveScarlett brought herself slowly to her knees and felt around her for the coal bucketSurely there'd never been such pitch darkness 17 befbre in the worldOr such wet cold night air She was gasping for breath Where was the bucket? Where was the dawn? Her fingers brushed across cold metalScarlett scrabbled along on her knees toward it, then both hands were clasping the ridged sides of the tin coal scuttleShe sat back on her heels, holding it to her breast in a desperate embraceOh Lord, I'm all turned around nowI don't even know where the house is, much less the coal binI'm lost in the nightShe looked tiffany 925 silver jewelry up frantically, searching for any light at all, but the sky was black Even the cold distant stars had disappeared For a moment she wanted to cry out, to scream and scream until she woke someone in the house, someone who would light a lamp, who'd come find her and lead her homeLost in her own backyard, only a few steps from the kitchen door! She'd never live down the shame of itShe looped the bail of the scuttle over her arm and began to crawl clumsily on hands and knees across the dark earthSooner or later she'd run into something-the house, the woodpile, the barn, the well-and she'd get her bearingsIt would be quicker to get up and walkShe wouldn't feel like such a fool, eitherBut she might fall again, and this time twist her ankle or rolex vintage women's watch somethingThen she'd be helpless until someone found herNo matter what she had to do, anything was better than lying alone and helpless and lostWhere was a wall? There had to be one here someplace, she felt as if she'd crawled halfway to JonesboroPanic brushed past herSuppose the darkness never lifted, suppose she just kept on crawling and crawling forever without reaching anything? Stop it! she told herself, stop it right nowHer throat was making strangled noisesShe struggled to her feet, made herself breathe slowly, made her mind take command of her racing heartShe was Scarlett O 'Hara, she told herselfShe was at Tara, and she knew every foot of the place better than she knew her own handSo what if she couldn't see four inches in front of omega deville watch her? She knew what was there; all she had to do was find itAnd she'd do it on her feet, not on all fours like a baby or a dogShe lifted her chin and squared her thin shouldersThank God no one had seen her sprawled in the dirt or inching along over it, afraid to get up Never in all her life had she been beaten, not by old Sherman's army, not by the worst the carpetbaggers could doNobody, nothing could beat her unless she let them, and then she'd deserve it The very idea of being afraid of the dark, like some cowardly cry-baby! I guess I let things get me down as far as a person can go, she thought with disgust, and her own scorn warmed herI won't let it happen again, ever, no matter what comesOnce you get down all the way, the road can only omega seamaster titanium watch g


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